Tina sat in the meeting room with the commander in complete silence as they waited patiently for some others to join them. The room was soundproof so nothing could be heard in or out and it was lit by some meter long lights that slightly illuminated with a blue glow. The table they sat at was a thick bulletproof tempered glass that was held with some steel poles, making the room look minimalist but plain.

She listens to the slight motion of her commander's leg bouncing as he sat impatiently waiting for the others to join them. It's been already a week and their guest didn't seem to want to meet the Agent. And Tina knew exactly why.

"Are you nervous?" Her commander asks.

"You're the nervous one." Tina counters without looking down from the wall she has been staring at for the last 10 minutes. "I'm just here under orders."

"You're here because we need to figure out where we're gonna ship you off to." He explains as he continues to bounce his leg. "You refuse to go back to Earth, but we clearly believe living a simple life will be better for you than if you just continued to serve the UNSC even after retirement."

"You guys need soldiers. And I'm a soldier. It's you who is throwing away such opportunity." Looking over to the door, she is greeted by the strict expression of the NATO President and Master Chief Petty Officer. Behind the two men was the man Tina was expecting not to come because of her.

Standing up from their seats, the two nod to the men before Tina looks over to the representative and frowns.

"Great to see you again...dad." Sitting down, she turns her head and closes her eyes in annoyance.

He lets out a sigh before sitting down and looking over to the commander. He glances at him with a tired look in his eyes and nods once more.

"Agent Russia,"

"Russ." Tina bluntly interrupts.

"Agent," The Petty Officer continues, "We understand you would like to continue with your work as a soldier, working under as a freelancer and away from the UNSC, but we couldn't be liable for your safety and your work as a freelancer, using the UNSC's equipment under your name."

"Your mother's project really was a big commitment that we believed would do good to the NATO community and the UNSC, but after we received the project's intentions, we don't believe it's in your best health to do something that has traumatized you to this extent." Tina looks over to the NATO president and frowned in disgust. Cause they can't be serious.

"This," She points at herself. "Belongs to me since I was the project. The only intentions used of me when I was born was to make me a supersoldier. And if I can't be used for that then I what is my use?!" Immediately, Tina began to cough and held her hand over her mouth to catch the blood clots that splattered out.

Her father stood up and looked over the table in worry as she continued to cough violently. Suddenly appearing near her, Dallas kneels down and reassures her by helping her control her breathing. The commander hands her several napkins as she began to breathe normally and nods to her to make sure she was responding well.

"That's the other thing we wanted to discuss with you." The officer starts as he looks over at her father.

"Your disability."

"It's not a disability." Tina counters in a low voice.

"Whatever it is, it won't help you in the field. You don't handle stress very well and this is a set back of its own."

"If I may speak, please." Dallas steps forwards and raises his hand.

"You may." The officer approves.

"Tina's conditions don't decrease her ability to fight or move out in the field, as she has very little interaction with many regular civilians. Her fighting ability is as good as your soldiers and maybe even better with the suit that is specifically for her only. The suit isn't programmed to work for anyone else and we do not change sides. Being with her since she was a young girl, I know every little thing she thinks, feels, and how she moves. I have monitored her training, even adjusting it when she is needing a challenge. While you are correct that she cannot handle stress very well, she can well enough work in a stressful situation."

Tina looks up at her AI and slightly smiles at him as she takes in all the information that he gave the men. An AI is surely able to change their minds as he has really been programmed her entire life.

"You're convincing." The Petty Officer hums as he rubs his chin. "And you're positive she's better than most of the soldiers we have on our ship?"

Tina and the commander both raise an eyebrow, looking towards the AI for the answer.

"She is better than 93% of them."

~~~~Agent Russ~~~~

Tina sat in her room watching more Russian cartoons before a knock was heard on her door. Looking up, she calls for the person and pauses the cartoon. A familiar figure brings a smile to her lips as she greets the man.

"Hey Uncle." Standing from the bed, she walks up to the man who represents Canada embraces him around his waist.

He may have been USA's twin, but he was completely different. After her birth, he has been keeping in touch with Tina since she has been in the project and has even visited the project when he was able to. He knew her mother was crazy and that she would pull a stunt as she did; he just didn't know how to stop her.

"How's Nickz?" She asks almost immediately.

"He's fine. He told me everything that happened and what the plan was. I was more worried about you than him, to be honest." He replies as they continued the embrace.

Pulling back, she looks at him and smiles. "Hey, I'm fine. I haven't heard from Nickz so I wouldn't have known if he survived or not."

"He's doing great. I just didn't want to risk him coming here and drawing suspicious to yourselves."

"Thanks, Uncle. I knew you could help us." Embracing him one last time, Tina takes in his scent and suddenly felt homesick. She really misses Nickz and her Uncle, but there really wasn't anything she could do to be able to stay with them.

"Hey, I gotta get going. I'm only here for a little bit so I gotta talk to the Petty Officer about your training." Tina nods and smiles when he kisses the top of her head.

Leaving the room, he looks over and finds his twin brother standing against the wall with a tired but annoyed expression. Walking away like nothing happened, he shook his head and scoffed, thinking how his brother is here but not doing anything to support his own daughter.